My street is narrow, cracked, and boring and has no sidewalk.
Like all the streets in our small moshav on the hill.
No one of the poor new immigrants who started the village had a car back then in 1949.
Today it is a tight squeeze when cars meet the infrequent bus; often one of them has to pull over or even back up.
Once in a great while horseback riders come clip-clopping down the street, who knows from where.
The best thing about my street is the view from it.
Look out across the valley and see Jerusalem on the horizon!
Look in every direction and see the forested Jerusalem Hills.
To see how other City Daily Photo bloggers presented "My Street" for the December 1st theme day, visit the group's nice new portal.
UPDATE: I added some links if you want to see more in and around the village.